The Story's Over

Sara Katherine — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 23:36:52 +0000

If I forget to tell you I want you in my life,
I hope that you will remember that I am always by your side;
If I forget to tell you I am sorry for my mistakes,
I hope that you will remember with every one I make.
If I forget to tell you I miss you everyday,
I hope that you will remember your absence causes pain,
Cause I really do care,

Sara Katherine — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 20:45:26 +0000

My words don’t write themselves, and of this I’m becoming acutely aware. It’s not going to be like this, I promise.

Assuming you will see this…

Hey you. I’m sorry, and I love you.

Are we growing up?

Sara Katherine — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 06:30:11 +0000

The closer we’re getting, the further I’m drifting. The more together we’ve become, the more apart I’m falling.

The more I think about how it used to be, the more I wish you’d accept that again. Meh. How the fuck does that work? I couldn’t begin to try and figure it out.

Sara Katherine — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:24:22 +0000

Some days are tougher than others. I just don’t know what to tell you. But, maybe that’s good for a change. Because the silence has more insight than I can ever provide.

I have to look at it this way…I mean, it’s the pause before the final note of a song…that gives us time to really comprehend the lyrics. I can only be so sure that applies to daily life.

Playing The Victim

Sara Katherine — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 04:02:22 +0000

For better of for worse,
As time passes by,
I’ll try to regain my brain,
And remember the happiness,
And forget the pain,
And I’ll relive every night,
And I’ll forgive every fight,
And as time passes by,
I’ll remember the bad guy,
But forget who to blame.

Sara Katherine — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 05:04:46 +0000

we are not perfect, not classical or elegant, not ordinary or expected. we are all wrong, all selfish, all burning questions and no sense of boundaries. we are too much to be contained, too much to be appreciated, too much to be held back.

we are the uprising, the damned, the devil-may-care.
we are the living and we’re not fading away.

I’ve wondered.

Sara Katherine — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 20:58:28 +0000

They tell us that believing is “absence of seeing.” Well then, what do we see in love?

Do we love without seeing?

Do we dare believe in love?

Are you listening?

Sara Katherine — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 04:49:47 +0000

sometimes,
if you close
your eyes,
you can hear
the sound of
heartache.

“Seasons”

Sara Katherine — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 18:18:35 +0000

To you,

I am seasonal.

Just like when
the rain drops
and the leaves fall.
-
So dramatic and refreshing,
but soon enough
you get weary
and want the snow.

Remember to breathe…

Sara Katherine — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:14:52 +0000

Sometimes, when I stop and think about it, so much has happened. Some of it good, and some not very good at all. Some things seemed to last forever, and some happened so fast, they almost passed me by. Life can be that way, the days make up years in such a way that sometimes we don’t even notice. It’s been such a long road. Still, I wouldn’t change a thing. Everything that happened brought me to where I am now, and I feel like it’s a good place. Maybe I just wish I had paid a little more attention to the details…I’d know what I did right. But one thing I do know now, is that there’s no need to hurry. I don’t want to lost this feeling of contentment I have at this point. I’m comfortable.